Calmly analyzing every note pertaining to existence, giving each it's due in solemn chances of perdition.
Examining altogether, each remnant, piecing together all manner of thinking, matching it with sounds, reaching into my mind to extend creativeness in a silent emptiness, caused by yesterday's abandonment.
Filtering existential purposes, sending perfect sense into emotional pools of lively conversation.
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